User blog comment:Corbus/Castra Praetoria/@comment-4677325-20111221030212

Darskel staggers up over a hill and looks around him. He made it to the flatlands - the terrain was unmistakable. Now he just needed to make it to the village. Sitting down, Darskel inspects his leg wound again. It was still infected and swollen, but he's still able to limp on it. He looks around for any edible plants when he spots a plant that looks eatable enough. Pulling the plant up from the ground, Darskel is also able to get a drop of liquid from the plant as he eats it. He continues to limp on towards the village.